Monday, January 30, 2012

Cars or something? Doesn't GNRS mean Guns N' Roses???

So here's the deal. I remember, slightly, going to the GNRS (not to be confused with GNR, which instantly comes to mind. Sweet Child o' Mine) ... anyway, last year. There was some pretty cool stuff there last year. This year, was everything else plus some Denver's Cycles. Not that this stuff ain't cool, it kinda is. It's hard enough for me to accept Vans, let alone all these Rat Rods (?)(I don't know what you call them. Rather, I don't know what you'd "like" to call them. Or, rather, I don't know what you'd like to call them "today"....) So, in the next few days, I'll do my best to honor the Denver's greatness and some other pretty interesting stuff, but I really didn't even take as many pictures as I usually do. Some entire buildings I walked through without a single picture. Just not my ball of wax. Pin-striping, yeah ok. Metal flake, pretty sweet. There was a huge train diorama just beyond the show that was open, that I took an instant liking too and might have actually missed some of the show hall exhibits?

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Once upon a time there was a man who had a blog about the magical mystical hypnotically driven Sportster motorcycle(s). Built by a giant galaxy spanning evil empire of hot oiled leather dread for purposes not fully understood by modern man or sentient machine, possibly for off road purposes originally, but through modern technological improvements (at least through the early eighties) now a terror of the road disguised as only a queen could pull it out and off! The learner bike. The girls bike. The first Harley you ever owned. A little known fact; the Soldiers that captured Saddam Hussein after the gulf war did so tracking him down while riding Sportsters for Operation Red Dawn (or as those in the know remember, "Operation Quad Dawn."). The final conflict fast approaching, the Sportster has remained true to it's design regardless of how many times the empire has attempted to church it up, chap it down, or flake it out. Sportsters not dead, they just suck new. What does Chuck Norris not fight? Sportsters. What do Sportsters pity? Mr. T. o' snap.If Sportsters ever die, John Denver, Jeffry Ross Hymen, and Jerry Garcia, may they all rest in peace, would come back from the dead to sing the eulogy, unleashing a deadly zombie virus upon the earth, but still able to make sweet sweet country love on that acoustic guitar, belting out the tooth chip'n hits, and one more eternity long chorus of trucking for the greatest bike in the world! Remember, there are only three kinds of motorcycles in this world, (a.) Evo Sportsters, (b.) Ironhead Sportsters, and (c.) Those Less Worthy. ~ BoBo Jufat